Chapter 208: Chapter 187: Super 2nd Attribute (Perfect-Grade)

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Spring rain brings dewdrops.

But in the depths of autumn, there were none.

Autumn was, however, the season for chrysanthemums to bloom, and they blossomed everywhere. The sight was especially magnificent within the Dark Night Elf City.

The Elf Queen’s most beloved Seventh Princess was publicly seeking a suitor today, so the Elf City was bustling with extraordinary excitement. The entire city was decorated with golden, young chrysanthemums.

This place had once been an ancient city.

Built by humans, it was occupied by the Dark Night Elf Clan long ago. They had since remodeled the ancient city, transforming it into the bustling Elf City of today.

A colossal Ancient Elf Tree stood in the very center of the Elf City, soaring into the clouds. Whether in deep autumn or the dead of winter, its leaves remained perpetually emerald green.

Beneath the Ancient Elf Tree lay a pool of water, where countless elves were kneeling in prayer.

It was a magnificent sight.

And yet, at this very moment, an urgent dispatch rushed through the city gates, heading straight for the Royal Hall of the Elf City.

The Dark Night Elf Clan was a matriarchal society.

The meaning of a matriarchal society is...

No explanation needed.

At this moment, inside the Royal Hall, the current Elf Queen, Una, was seated upon a jade-green throne. She wore black royal attire, and on her head rested a crown woven from thorn flowers.

She was stately and elegant.

Her smooth skin made her appear no older than twenty-seven or twenty-eight, her beauty comparable to the bright moon in the sky.

But her eyes were incredibly deep, like a pair of frigid pools connected to another world, betraying no emotional fluctuation.

Until the urgent dispatch was placed in her hands.

"An attack on Longgu Heights? All elite troops of the fourth tier and above? Over fifty high-tiers... What a grand move from the humans!" As Una’s gaze slowly swept over the words on the dispatch, a flicker of emotion finally appeared in her eyes.

Hearing Una’s words, a wave of discussion broke out in the Royal Hall.

"Over fifty high-tiers?!"

"To think the humans, who have always cowered in their shells, would actually send fifty high-tiers to attack our Dark Night Elf Clan? It seems they’re determined to win at all costs!"

"I’m afraid it’ll be a one-way trip for them, though."

"A one-way trip isn’t a certainty. With a terrifying force of fifty high-tiers, the delegations that came to propose marriage might not necessarily intervene," a figure shrouded in a black robe spoke up.

The discussion immediately fell silent.

The members of the Elf Royal Race all looked at each other.

’Yes, the Human Alliance’s determination to attack the Dark Night Elf Clan is even greater than we imagined. They’ve sent fifty high-tiers and over a thousand elites in one go.’

’Such a sharp blade...’

’Who would needlessly touch its edge?’

’Unless there was one of the Strongest among them.’

’But which of the suitors’ delegations would have one of the Strongest?’

’As long as the Human Alliance doesn’t go so far as to try and breach the Elf City, there’s an eighty percent chance that these delegations will simply watch from the sidelines.’

’After all, the destructive power of fifty high-tiers is just too great.’

"It was the Celestial Race that proposed the Seventh Princess’s marriage recruitment. Since the Celestial Race sent a Venerable Envoy, you must have a countermeasure, correct?" a member of the Royal Race said, walking up to the black-robed figure.

"We do have countermeasures, naturally," the black-robed figure nodded.

"Then please speak, Venerable Envoy."

"There are two plans: a superior strategy and an inferior one. I wonder which one the Third Prince and the Queen would like to hear?" The black-robed figure slowly stood up, bowing first to Una on her throne and then to the Third Prince of the Royal Race who had just spoken.

"The superior strategy, of course!"

"The superior strategy is simple. Since these suitors’ delegations came for the Seventh Princess, just have the Seventh Princess take three or five attendants and go to the front lines to fight the enemy."

"What?! You want my royal sister to fight the enemy? And with only three or five attendants? Venerable Envoy, are you trying to send my royal sister to her death on the front lines?" the Third Prince exclaimed, angered.

"Exactly! What kind of ’superior strategy’ is that? It’s basically sending the Seventh Princess to her doom!"

"Absolutely not!"

Voices of opposition quickly arose.

"Please rest assured, Third Prince," the black-robed figure explained unhurriedly, seemingly having anticipated the objections. "The Seventh Princess going to battle would merely be for show. All that needs to happen is for the Seventh Princess to ’accidentally’ hear news during the marriage recruitment that our defenses have been breached. Then, ’filled with righteous passion,’ she must swear to defend the territory of the Elf Race to the death. Finally, she ’fearlessly’ leads her three or five attendants out of the city to face the enemy. If she does all this, the suitors’ delegations from the other races will inevitably follow!"

"That is still too dangerous! My seventh royal sister, while gifted and intelligent, is still in the spring of her youth. Her strength has only just broken through to the mid-tier. How can she possibly fight? Please, Venerable Envoy, tell us the inferior strategy!" the Third Prince refused flatly.

"Very well. The inferior strategy is for the Dark Night Elf Clan to lead its most elite troops into battle. As long as you can wear down half of this elite force from the Human Alliance, the suitors’ delegations will see an opportunity and swarm forward. At that point, the crisis facing the Elf City will be resolved!" the black-robed figure said.

"What kind of inferior strategy is that? You’re just telling our Elf Race to have a bloodbath with the humans!"

"Exactly! The Dark Night Elf Clan only has sixty or seventy high-tiers in total, and they’re all scattered across various cities. The Elf City alone has no more than thirty. We can’t possibly leave the Elf City undefended, can we? If we did that, what if these suitors’ delegations take advantage of the chaos to attack us?"

"Is the Celestial Race just going to stand by and do nothing?!"

The voices of opposition rose once more.

"Heh heh, if you are unwilling to adopt either the superior or the inferior strategy, then I have no other plans to offer." The black-robed figure chuckled, then silently retreated to his previous position. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"This..." The members of the Royal Race fell silent.

"Venerable Envoy, is there no compromise strategy? One that can both ensure the Seventh Princess’s safety and also get the suitors’ delegations to help us fight the enemy?" the Third Prince asked again.